$57.7M pro-atrocity initiative by billionaire Pam Omidyar now in eighth day; rapin’ & whippin’ & lynchin’ of Negroes to come!

June 24th, 2010

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HONORURU —

The $57,700,000 campaign by billionaire

biologist, philanthropist, surfer, ocean lover, and hypocrite

Pam Omidyar to promote the slavery of and mass atrocities against

the Earth’s whales is now in its second week.  ”Like Adolf Hitler, I am a vegetarian,”

said Omidyar, “but also like Hitler, I have different standards for what is good enough

for others and what is good enough for me.  Others do not merit a string of luxury resorts

around their neck like a billion dollar strand of pearls; I do.   Others may find it

inconsistent to oppose slavery and atrocities against humans while

supporting them where whales are concerned, but I do not.

I will not rest until every one of those blubbery

bastards is plated in its own blood

in front of a Japanese

school child!”

There may be a quotational

inaccuracy or two in that first paragraph –

I haven’t eaten in eight days and I’m a little dotty —

but there are no moral ones.  As the self-described “guiding visionary”

of Humanity United, an organization she founded to “prevent mass atrocities and

eradicate modern-day slavery”, the loveable scamp Pam Omidyar is curiously

unmotivated to stop some atrocities and slavery. That she is a pal

of a black President — and more on that in a moment —

makes the irony that surrounds her

all the more, er, rich.

Whaling nations like

Japan, Norway, and Iceland like to claim

that they have a right to murder the world’s most peaceful,

intelligent, and magnificent mammals because it is part of their

“cultural heritage”. Well, I was raised in the American South.  It’s part

of the cultural heritage of Dixie — cue our lovely song, Jeb! — to buy, sell, and

own Negroes.  To call all the men Buck (or “boy”), rape the women, in fact use them

all — man, woman, or child — absolutely any way one likes, including chasing them out of life

in bizarre torture and murder rituals.  Why, in historical terms, Southern slavery

makes whaling by Japan look like watching porn on an iPhone — a recent

innovation, which is precisely what it is. Heck, ownin’ nigras and

havin’ our way with ‘em goes all the dang way back

to the very founding of the South, six or

seven centuries ago!

Question:

Is every single photo

in this post not interchangeable

with every other photo — visually and morally?

It is, of course.  Slavery brings the gorge right to the top

of our throats.  And what is murder if not the ultimate form of slavery —

“I own you, up to and including the right to dispatch you

for my own psychological, cultural, or gustatory

ends”?  And what is whaling

if not murder?

If I made an effort to whip,

rape, murder, or eat a child of Pam Omidyar,

the world would deal with me harshly.  If I spotted a lil’ Omidyar

bodysurfing at Waikiki and fired a metal projectile into him, then attempted

to complete his murder by dragging him backward through the waves

until the water entering his lungs drowned him, there would

be no leniency for me, nor should there be.

How is this different?

It isn’t, of course,

not one bit.  Naturally, to spare

her child being speared, drowned, flensed,

and eaten, Pam Omidyar would put a billion dollars

into a suitcase — pretend it will fit, har! — and leave it under

a bridge somewhere, if so instructed.  If the child were yours or mine,

though, the amount she’d be willing to put there would be a whole lot less,

but she’d at least make a show of trying to help — a billionaire’s

faux-philanthropic show, but a show.  And if the child were

a whale, well, this ocean-loving Hawaiian surfer would

put a harsh limit on love and go buy some

more gazillion dollar Montage Resorts

at which to have her

mani-pedis done.

We live in Babylon today —

the swamp of corruption, decadence, and

perversion defined by the Rastafarians as counter

to the will and good of Creation, that way of thinking and

acting that enslaves, oppresses, murders, lies, and prevaricates

at every turn.  Barack Obama campaigns on hope, change, transparency,

sunshine, and restoring the rule of law (hello, habeas corpus, founding principle

of our republic!), then signs off on clear-cutting timber sales he campaigned

against, increases warrantless wiretapping and other provisions of the

(hyuk!) “Patriot” Act, makes back room deals to protect Big Pharma

profits and keep the public option off the table, continues

renditions, authorizes the extra-judicial assassination

of American citizens, and significantly ramps up war

and drone strike programs that reduce children

to cinders and recruit Faisal Shahzads and

guarantee the fifty year war that the

Pentagon is planning.

Yet everyone plays along

with his outrage at Stan McChrystal over

some frank soldier talk.  Obama wasn’t outraged, and

neither was Pam Omidyar when she bought plates and tables at all

his most expensive dinners, when Obama let Stan McChrystal run the

show after he knowingly and intentionally lied in his commendation

of Pat Tillman for the Silver Star, claiming that a hero was

killed by Afghan enemies when his brains were blown

out of his skull — “he was pretty much decapitated” –

by Americans, thus traumatizing

his family further still.

Babylon.

And when I say

“run the military show”, that’s what I

mean, because that’s what we have in Afghanistan –

a show, and a show of Babylonian proportion and intent.

No one there had a thing to do with 9/11.  Al Qaeda decamped long ago.

American children are sent into remote valleys to walk around in the open

and provoke Afghan hillbillies to shoot at them — do your reading,

or watch Restrepo when it comes out, that’s all we do.

When they do, we have a reason to be there,

someone shot at us!  Just follow the

money back to the rich old white

men who profit from war.

Babylon.

That’s exactly the

kind of mission Pat Tillman was on —

go read Where Men Win Glory, which also clearly

establishes the timeline on McChrystal’s sickening recommendation,

knowingly based on lies, of the nation’s third highest military honor

for a man who had come to realize what a corrupt and

meaningless enterprise he was engaged in — a man

who longed to get home to his beautiful wife

and a way of living that wasn’t

pure Babylon.

Pat Tillman was

a good man and a pearl beyond price

to his wife Marie, but he was expendable to Stanley

McChrystal and “Teflon Dave” Petraeus and George W. Bush

and Barack Obama (who did not make a peep about McChrystal’s God-damned

lies about Tillman, either as Senator or President).  Pat Tillman was

a PR tool to those folks, expendable, just as other people’s little

brown children are expendable to the Obamas and

the Omidyars of this Babylon

in which we live.

Obama fires McChrystal

for a slip of the tongue that cut him,

not the Celtic knot of a tongue that cut Pat Tillman —

Babylon.  Obama renames the MMS rather than acknowledge

that he is utterly and directly responsible for the armageddocatastrofuck

in the Gulf — Babylon.  Pam Omidyar clings for dear life to a few

million dollars — truly measly millions, to her — and allows

the torture and murder of the whales to go on —

a river runs through it, and the

river’s name is

Babylon.

Someone really

oughta make a film about

these folks.

Intelligent discontent is the mainspring of civilization.

Progress is born of agitation. It is

agitation or stagnation.

Eugene Debs